Finally, I’m out of the prison mansion, all thanks to Ryan.
But now I’m not so sure of what I’m getting myself into.
When he said I should follow him to his training, I didn’t expect it to be the very next day!!!
Oh well….
A bulky dark-skinned guard standing by a door Ryan has been walking to, reaches out and opens it. He bows at Ryan, who’s in front of me, and as I’m about to pass through, he bows at me as well.
“Thank you,” I say, before stepping through the door, and as I do, my eyes expand in astonishment.
“We’ll start with shooting,” Ryan says, but I’m barely paying attention to him, as my eyes roam around the arena. My heart thudding with a mix of nerves and curiosity as I take in the sight.
It’s a black room with high walls, thickly padded with soundproof panels, shutting ou
